Chapter 150: The Cardinal in Black (I)

"God Says ............"

Only one word came out of the Black Butler's mouth. The flow of water controlled by Saleen has been wrenched. Black Butler's head rolled straight down, and blood spurted more than two meters high from his neck.

"Go and speak to your God. Salin retracted the water in the air, ignoring the corpses planted on the ground, and he threw himself straight into the woods. A more powerful magician appeared on the other side, and if he flew in the air, his speed advantage would not be reflected at all.

If this black butler fights with him on the ground, he may not be an opponent, but in the air, the black butler gives up his speed advantage and is taken by surprise by Salin. No one could have imagined that a mage could unleash so much magic in a split second.

Salin fell to the ground and hid behind a large tree, quietly waiting for the black cardinal to arrive.

The battle on the ground is not over yet, and the black-armored warriors are already in a crush. With the dragon crystal as the driving force, the construction puppet becomes more and more courageous, and what is even more bizarre is that the scars on the metal shell of the construction puppet are also repairing themselves. This is the power of the dragon, and now it has appeared in the bodies of the two golems.

It's just that the black-armored warriors in the inquisition are not afraid of death, and the more than thirty people who survived are still wielding long and short weapons, pounced on the two puppets. The two puppets weren't very fast, if they fled. Neris was helpless. She simply couldn't keep up with so many enemies.

The woods were filled with the smell of blood, and Conan hid in the trees, stunned by the battle in front of him.

This mage and his woman are too powerful, those trappers have sophisticated weapons and skillful cooperation, and there are many swordsmen and magicians, but they were killed by mages and female warriors. More than 100 people died in the blink of an eye under the puppet's slaughter, and more than half died.

Nellis had been watching the battle in the air, and when the headless body of the Black Butler fell, she jumped down from the tree and removed the book and ring from the Black Butler's hand. Even if she didn't need them, she wouldn't keep them for the Holy See. The red book in the Black Butler's hand made Neris feel dangerous, and if it wasn't for the success of Salin's sneak attack, the outcome of the battle was hard to imagine.

The magician has always been known for his defensive power, but this black butler's defense was instantly broken by Sarin, and before the ability of this book could be exerted, the black butler had no head.

Seeing Neris jumping down from the tree, the two dozen surviving black-armored warriors pounced, and the puppet brandished a huge weapon behind his back, killing five more people with his hands, and this time Neris did not escape up the tree. With a flip of her wrist, she had an extra dragon tooth dagger in her hand, which directly cut off a scimitar and sent the dagger into the heart of the black-armored warrior.

The black-armored warriors behind had not yet seen Nellis's movements clearly, and Neris had already rushed into the black-armored warriors like a cloud of smoke in the snow, rushing left and right, and each blow could stab a dagger into the heart of a warrior.

Neris doesn't have as much combat experience as these fighters. But her speed far surpassed that of these warriors, and the Dragon's Tooth Dagger was almost indestructible, at least the equipment of these black-armored warriors was like a thin bread in front of the Dragon's Tooth Dagger.

The black-armored warrior is already fighting for his life, but unfortunately Neris's dragon tooth dagger has Thiago's ability to freeze, as long as it hits the enemy, the enemy will be frozen instantly. The Black-Armored Warrior was tempted to trade his life for a pause in Nellis's movements, but was destroyed by the Dragon's Tooth Dagger's attributes.

The black-armored warrior rushed towards Neris in some despair, as long as this woman was killed, the two puppets would naturally lose their combat effectiveness. Everyone is thinking like this, the person in front used his body to block Nellis's dagger, and the person in the back gave his back to the puppet, in the past ten seconds, Neris killed more than 20 black-armored warriors with a dagger, and the last black-armored warrior was kicked to the ground by Naris, and the puppet pressed his neck with an axe.

"Master, capture one alive!" Neris was pleased with the puppet, now that the two big guys were able to control their weapons with precision. The axe weighed more than a hammer, and was carried by the puppet like a straw, crushing the neck of the black-armored warrior. Not even a layer of bloody skin has been broken.

"Heh......"

There was an eerie sound from the neck of the black-armored warrior, a mixture of fanaticism and death. His sternum sank a little when he was kicked in the chest by Neris, but at this time he sat up forcefully, and his neck was facing the blade of the axe, and he was about to commit suicide.

"Stop!" shouted the man from outside the woods, and in an instant he was in front of Neris.

Neris was delighted, and the puppet side axe was withdrawn, and the neck of the black-armored warrior was saved. Seeing the three people who entered the forest, the black-armored warrior suddenly saw hope, if he could not die, even if he was a dead soldier, he would be attached to life. The black-armored samurai turned to one side, trying to turn it over.

The metal barrel in the hand of the other puppet smashed down with the sound of the wind, and with a pop, it was like smashing into cheese, and the thick barrel of the gun sank into the waist of the black-armored warrior.

"Next time you ask someone to stop, remember to add a please. "Such a complex action as constructing a puppet is, of course, done under the command of Neris. Naris smiled and looked at the three people who had entered the woods.

Among the three people, the leader was a middle-aged man in a black robe, this middle-aged man's robe had no hood, and he had a high metal crown on his head, which was nondescript. And his appearance is also a little delicate, with a pair of slender eyes, curved eyebrows, and a bit of femininity.

This is the Black Cardinal, the most stalwart of the Holy See...... Under the bishop, all positions are related to contributions. But in order to achieve the position of bishop, you must have the corresponding strength.

A bishop must have at least the strength of a sixth-level magician, and if it is a cardinal, he will have the combat power of a seventh-level magician. That's the power of a magician.

Neris was glared at by the black cardinal, and she couldn't say anything teasing, and she flinched a little in her heart. This black-clothed cardinal has an unusually evil aura, and his eyes are red like those of the undead.

It's not uncommon for people with red pupils, but the red pupils of this cardinal are constantly changing shapes, like two soul flames.

The two men beside the cardinal also made Neris feel uncomfortable, and these two men carried a pair of strange weapons in their hands, like knives, slightly curved, with blades on both sides. Blood continued to drip from the two pairs of curved double-edged knives, and the red blood fell into the snow, but lost its color.

Phantasm!

The cardinal was furious, he had been presiding over this capture for several years, and today he had lost more casualties in one day than all the hunting parties in the past three months.

There was not a single living Inquisition warrior in the woods in front of them, and two huge metal golems stood behind the woman with weapons in hand. The woman's green eyes did not show a trace of true emotion. It's cold, like snow here.

The cardinal could see the essence of Neris at a glance, and he intuitively felt that the green-eyed woman in front of him was much more dangerous than the magician hiding in the shadows.

"Who killed Guderian?" the cardinal looked at Nellis, the red pupils in his eyes still changing. Neris licked her lips and didn't answer.

"Guderian is my son, and you have to pay the price. The blackcoat's voice was long, lingering, like a wire saw cutting back and forth on stone, and it was heard in the ear. It makes people feel uncomfortable for a while.

Saleen stood behind the tree, his heart unspeakably awkward. I killed someone else's son again?This time it's even more troublesome, the last time I offended a worldly earl, and now I've killed the son of a cardinal.**,**, why do I have to mess with the wrong people every time I do it?

"You two, first take hold of this woman, cut off her limbs, and I will use her to have another son for me. I'm going to deal with the magician. The cardinal instructed the two men beside him, without looking at Neris, to turn and walk towards the tree where Salin was hiding.

The green pupils in Nellis's eyes contracted violently, and the black-clad's words angered her. On the demon plane, the big demon will kill the demon, the small demon, and make the demon, but it will never do such a thing. Chop off his limbs and let himself bear him a son?

Saleen's breath was short, and he knew what the cardinal was talking about.

The Holy See has a way of making babies born with a natural belief in the Lord of Light. This method is a kind of magic and is extremely cruel. When the Holy See first appeared, the methods were extremely bloody, and similar things happened a lot, until the Holy See took control of the Tangulas Empire and had stable believers, which gradually gave up this method.

Blood knights, kinds of divine arts, these all carry the breath of primitive religion, and they are not accepted by the mature empire of the Mels continent at all. Now that the Holy See has resumed these methods, it seems that it will insist on setting off a bloody storm.

The cardinal walked towards Salin step by step, and between the two of them was a large tree, which was more than three meters thick, and could only be seen in the northern wilderness. Salin was extremely nervous in his heart, the magician, like the magician, was not good at hand-to-hand combat, but this black-clothed cardinal did not use magic, but walked towards himself step by step, did he have any special melee methods?

The turquoise water swam around Salin's body. Salin put away the scroll in his hand and dealt with the cardinal, the scroll was completely useless, and he had to fight with the magic he was good at.

It was only then that Salin realized the meaning of that sentence - the only thing a magician could rely on was his own magic string.

Scrolls, magic books, these can save the consumption of magic strings, but these means cannot make magic to the fullest. Saleen's scrolls are released quickly, but the problem is that the magic released with the scroll is not as flexible as the magic activated by the magic strings. It's okay to deal with people who are close to the level, but against magicians who are at least two levels above him, such magic is fatal to him.

The black-clothed cardinal walked step by step, Salin began to sweat, in such a cold weather, his sweat ran down his forehead, his eyebrows and eyelashes were not blocked, and a drop of sweat flowed into his eyes, a piercing pain.